Post by Star Stormz on Jun 1, 2024 2:31:02 GMT
PWS: LEGACY PRESENTS
FRIDAY NIGHT ANARCHY
5/31/24 - 8pm EST - THREE HOUR SPECIAL
From T-Mobile Arena; Las Vegas, NV
(The show cold opens to the back of the arena where Star Stormz was standing)
Star Stormz: Ok guys… this is it. Everything we have been working for… it all pays off tonight.
(The camera zooms out and pans a little to show she is giving a pep talk to the members of her staff. We see Eddie Lopez Sr, Marcus Cage, Jennifer Makarios-Lopez. And 2 more people who aren't exactly familiar to the PWS crowd)
Star Stormz: Tonight… we kick things off strong. Tonight… we usher in a new era of PWS. So let's start off on the right foot.
(She stops as she sees Marcus has raised his hand)
Star Stormz: Yes, Marcus?
Marcus Cage: But what if I'm a lefty?
Star Stormz: Are you a lefty?
Marcus Cage: No
Star Stormz: Then what's it matter?
Marcus Cage: Just sayin…
Star Stormz: I… just start off strong. Go go go.
(Her staff disperses as the camera shows a close up of her face)
Star Stormz: What have I gotten myself into?
(She smirks and shakes her head before walking off. The cameras catch a well dressed man in a suit in the background with short, white hair. He had his arms crossed as the camera zoomed in to show it was none other than Max Sheppard, chairman of the board, watching everything from a distance with an approving smile. At this moment the cameras cut go static for a second)
(“City” by Hollywood Undead hits and the crowd goes WILD. The cameras pan the crowd and stop on the announcers table where Alfonso Banks and JR Freeman sit, ready to go)
Alfonso Banks: WELCOME BACK EVERYONE! I am Alfonso Banks…
JR Freeman: And I'm JR Freeman! Welcome to the first episode of Friday Night Anarchy!
Alfonso Banks: I can tell you right now… it feels good to be back.
JR Freeman: It feels… right. We have a hell of a kickoff show with a 3 hour special tonight where we will crown contenders for the titles.
Alfonso Banks: That's right! We will see Cleo Philips take on newcomer Jason Stone for the right to face Alexandra Calaway at our first ppv back for the World Title!
JR Freeman: Rise 2 Glory, coming at you live on July 14th from The American Airline Center in Dallas, TX!
Alfonso Banks: We will also see Candy fight Chelsea Skye for the chance to fight Jack Edwards for the Collateral Damage Championship!
JR Freeman: And we will have 2 new challengers for the United Title! Scarlette Bailey will fight Dawn Warren for the first spot
Alfonso Banks: And the winner will fight either Mule Jr or The Squid-Man for the belt!
(They are cut off by “Steeple” by Halestorm hitting the speakers. )
Alfonso Banks: Here comes our owner and CEO…
(Star steps out onto the stage and soaks in the crowd adoration.)
Meg Reynolds: PLEASE WELCOME THE OWNER AND CEO OF PWS:LEGACY… STAAAAAAAAR STOOOOOOORMZ!!!!
(Star proudly takes her place in the ring and gets a mic. Her music cuts)
Star Stormz: HELLO LAS VEGAS!!!! I can't tell you guys what an absolute honor it is to stand in a PWS ring in front of you guys again. You see, PWS will never truly die. It is home to so many, myself included. PWS means so much to so many. It's a family. And we are together again!
(The crowd cheers P…W…S…!!! P…W…S…!!! Star smiles and nods)
Star Stormz: But things are a little different this time around, so let me introduce you all to my staff. This group of people are dedicated and focused on making PWS the best it can be. So let me start with a newcomer to our family. He is our Head of Security and he is one of our biggest investors… Please welcome VON DANE!!!
(The arena goes dark and then the song United by Judas Priest hits the speakers. Then the spotlight goes to the middle of the stage and we see Von Dane on his custom American Flag Red, White and Blue motorcycle rides down to the ring, then goes up the steel steps and takes the mic and stands next to Star.)
Von Dane: WELCOME LAS VEGAS to Friday Night Anarchy!!! I am so glad to be part of this wonderful company. I would like to give a big thank you here to Star for giving me this opportunity to be part of this company.
Star Stormz: We are glad to have you on board. Next, I'd like to introduce the Assistant General Manager of Anarchy… another newcomer to the PWS family… Mr JOHN RUSH!!!
(Lights go blood red as Rx by Theory of a deadman blast over the speakers as John Rush stands at the top of the ramp for a brief moment, before making his way to the ring. Upon entering the ring Rush reluctantly grabs a mic and begins speaking directly to the crowd.)
John Rush: Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and girls of all ages welcome back to PWS FUCKING LEGACY! First off my name is John Rush and as Ms. Stormz kindly pointed out I am the assistant general manager to Friday Night Anarchy. Secondly no bullshit will be tolerated, basically saying don’t start no shit, there won't be any shit. All that being said, I wish to echo Von Dane’s sentiment. Thank you for bringing me on and for giving me this opportunity.
(John Rush bows towards Star, turning the crowd's attention back to her.)
Star Stormz: I am thrilled to have you on board, and I look forward to working with you. My next member of staff I'd like to introduce tonight needs no introduction. True PWS fans know her name and have seen her entire career, watched her grow to the superstar she is today. Please welcome the Anarchy General Manager… JENNIFER MAKARIOS-LOPEZ!!!
(Hey you by Disturbed plays over the PA system as Jenn makes her way out from the back, no special entrance just her, She smiles as she makes her way down the ramp to the crowd cheering her as she does. As the music dies down the fans still cheer but they quiet down.)
Jennifer Makarios-Lopez: Yooooo! First I want to thank Star for this opportunity, and 2nd… you people. With your support over the years, you never forgot PWS and when we had to close down, I heard you guys from the airports and interviews I’ve done for the last 10 months. I always kept saying to stay tuned and this….this happened so fast because of one person, that is NOT a narcissist, Star Stormz!
(Star smiles and nods her head in respect towards Jenn.)
Star Stormz: Thank you, Jenn. I can't wait to see you in this new level of your career. Now, allow me to introduce to you guys the Vice President of PWS:Legacy… he is a man whose name… whose family… lives and breathes PWS… please welcome EDDIE LOPEZ!!!
(LA Raza from Kid Frost plays in the arena as Eddie Lopez steps out on stage and the crowd cheers LOUDLY for him to a point where the music is being drowned out by them, Eddie is taken back a bit before he smiles…..He takes 2 steps down the ramp before he disappears behind the curtain again. Not even 2 seconds later, he comes out on his low rider with him driving and parks it by the stage. He walks down what’s left of it before stepping into the ring. The music dies down but the crowd is cheering for him still before he shakes his head.)
Eddie Lopez: Guys! Star only gave me 5 seconds to talk.
(The crowd boos before Eddie chuckles looking at Star who crosses her arms and gives him a stern, yet slightly playful, glare)
Eddie Lopez: I got a question for you guys though….Where have the hell have you been!? We’ve been waiting for you. At Least I have….sitting in empty arena’s and stuff…. That roar you guys just gave me…it gave me goosebumps, it took me back to when I was a wrestler and you guys always did that. But now it’s time to get down to business and give you guys a show you’ll never forget!
Star Stormz: Ever the pain in my ass… I am glad to have someone as dedicated, selfless, and hardworking as you on my team. And this brings me to the last member of the team. A man whose name is synonymous with PWS. A man who is known for his theatrics. Please welcome the PWS President… MARCUS CAGE!!!
(“Hail to the Chief” hits the speakers and plays for a few seconds before a record scratched and the song changes to “Twilight Zone” by 2 Unlimited. A tank comes rolling out from the back and stops beside Eddie’s low rider. The door to the tank pops open and Marcus Cage pops out dressed as Uncle Sam- minus the beard. He holds his arms out, looking into the crowd before hopping out and straddling the tanks cannon. He puts his hands on his hips as he looks to the fans, flashing his trademark big cheesy grin. The crowd is in an absolute uproar by this point. After soaking in the response, he hops down and joins the others in the ring and is handed the mic)
Marcus Cage: Firstly I want to thank each and every one of you for not forgetting about me. I'd like to thank all my constitutes for voting for me…
Star Stormz: There wasn't an election… this isn't an elected position…
Marcus Cage: Star, please, this is my time. Anyways. I'd like to thank Star Stormz for calling me up and offering me the position of President. I've wrestled in many promotions. I've held many titles around the world. But PWS was the first place I ever truly felt was my home. You fans accepted me with open arms, and I had some of the best times of my life under the PWS banner. That isn't lost on me. And I'm gonna do everything in my power to make sure PWS thrives and continues to entertain. Not just for you fans, but for those putting on the matches too. Lastly, I'd like to thank the rest of staff, and my vice president. A man I actually met here IN PWS. A man who has been a great friend, and an ever better family member. My vice president and partner in crime… Mr Eddie Lopez!
(The crowd cheers)
Eddie Lopez: awwww shit! Don’t make me blush!
Marcus Cage: So let's kick this shit off RIGHT!!!
(He points to the tank on stage, where Candy pops her head up from the gunner position)
Candy: NOW, MARCUS???
(Stars face instantly changes, as she is having some massive flashbacks of all the times the tank went wrong.)
Star Stormz: Wait… we didn't discuss…
Marcus Cage: NOW CANDY!
Star Stormz: I DIDN'T APPROVE!
(Candy hits a button on the tank and the cannon on the tank starts to aim upwards. Star, in the ring, looked panicked. The cannon of the tank exploded, sending black, white, and purple confetti everywhere. The crowd was on their feet as the confetti showered the ring.)
Marcus Cage: See? Nothing to worry about. I wouldn't do that to you… again?
Star Stormz: Well, let's cut to a quick commercial before we kick things off with our first match of the night! WELCOME BACK PWS!
(Star and her crew started their way to the back as the cameras cut to Alfonso and JR.)
Alfonso Banks: What a crew, and what a way to kick off the show!
JR Freeman: This crowd is ELECTRIC!!!
Alfonso Banks: Stay tuned… when we return we will see Rapture vs JJ Gonzalez! Don't miss a second of the action!!!
(With that the show cut to a commercial)
Singles Match
Rapture vs JJ Gonzales
( Match begins with JJ Gonzalez in the ring already anxiously waiting for his opponent. The intro to "Requiem For A Dream" begins playing. Fire begins forming in a square to the side of the stage. From the depths, arises a figure covered in body paint. He is crouching with one palm on the stage, and the other at an angle up behind him. When the beat drops in the song, he stands up and tilts his head to the side, and holds his arms outstretched to the sides. He begins to slowly make his way to the ring, as flames continue to appear going down the entrance ramp. He follows the flame path to the ring, and slides in. He begins crawling across the ring, to the opposite side, and pulls himself up to his feet. He tilts his head to the side, and holds his arm out in front of him, with his hand open, palm outward, until his music fades and he turns around awaiting the bell.)
JR Freeman: Here we go folks, our first match of our return show, two newcomers to PWS let’s get ready for Rapture versus JJ Gonzalez.
Alf Banks: Man what the hell kind of name is “ Rapture “?
JR Freeman: Well let’s see if he can rain down some fire on his opponent here tonight.
( The bell rings as both men meet in the center of the ring. The action starts off quickly as almost immediately both men start throwing a combination of haymakers, and elbow strikes. JJ gets the upper hand briefly with a side headlock takeover holding rapture to mat trying to maintain his advantage.)
JR Freeman: Talk about working with the basics, this guys wrestling like if he were copied out of a textbook if there was one.
Alf Banks: You can say that again this guy’s as boring as watching paint dry. Where’s the excitement? Where’s the sauce?
( After thoroughly being grounded Rapture gathers the wherewithal to stand still with JJ wrenching in his headlock. After a number of gut punches Rapture is able to make separation between the two we see Rapture quickly jump upwards, wrap his legs around JJ’s neck, and hit his hurricanrana. )
JR Freeman: There we nice to see a little offense from Rapture.
Alf Banks: Oh yeah, I was starting to think this was gonna be some real one sided shit.
( Now firmly in control Rapture has had enough as he signals for the end of the match as he drops down and locks in his finisher. The Crossface Indian Deathlock. )
JR Freeman: There it is, his finisher. “ The Seventh Seal”. He’s looking to end this now.
Alf Banks: Well you know what they say “ you either tap, nap, or snap “ when you’re in a position like this.
( After a very short amount of time in the hold, we see JJ quickly tap out to the hold. Rapture releases the hold, and stands triumphantly in the ring. )
Meg Reynolds: Here is your winner by way of Submission. Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapture
WINNER= RAPTURE
(When a white SUV vehicle pulls up on the side of the parking lot her Uber driver exits out of the vehicle and straighten up his Uber cap and opens the SUV door and it shows some brown skinned legs and it appears to be The Storm Latoya Hixx who has arrived in Las Vegas, NV. after The Storm was entering herself into the PWS building she was rolling her suitcase into the hallway and she was stopped by none other than Carmen Fernandez
Carmen Fernandez: I'm here with the newest woman on the roster, and she goes by the name of The Storm Latoya Hixx.
Latoya Hixx: It's an honor to be here, Ms Fernandez.
Carmen Fernandez: How does it feel to be a new member of the PWS roster.
Latoya Hixx: Well I just signed with PWS not to long ago and I just traveled to anywhere in the country and when I told my Uber Driver to stop here and as I looked at the sign it says Welcome to PWS legacy so I made my way here to compete against any new or old or legends who likes to fight me the next time I make my first debut on Friday night Anarchy after there little Qualifier matches oh I will be watching from the Collateral through the World title Qualifier and whoever wins then maybe I'll be apart of the Qualifying match as soon as I make my first Friday night Anarchy debut on PWS legacy.
Carmen Fernandez: If you had your choice of opponents in your debut next week, who would you pick?
Latoya Hixx: I like to take on Alexis Makarios. and Jazz Jaguar in my debut match but its
a three hour Special and they already have plans for next week's PWS legacy.
Carmen Fernandez: Instead of Jazz Jaguar and Alexis, who else would you like to fight in the near future?
Latoya Hixx: to be honest Carmen. I Obviously I don't have a clue but I will give you an example though for the near future I'll say Candy or Alexandra Callaway. now those are my two favorite female wrestlers that I would love to get in the ring with but right now it's time for me to unpack my luggage and have the PWS GM to announce my name so I can address these PWS Universe who I truly am and I will not let any of these people down when they have this three hour special event next Friday on PWS legacy.
Carmen Fernandez: Tell us, will you be at the next week's Anarchy?
Latoya Hixx: I just hope for those five women to good luck in there Qualifying matches at the three hour special cause trust me if i was in that match I've been the first person who made it to the next Qualifying but instead these women can't lay a hand on me cause The Storm is Coming.
(Hixx walks off when Carmen Fernandez continues talking)
Carmen Fernandez: Thanks for your time, Latoya.
(Carmen turns to the camera)
Carmen Fernandez: Back to ringside...
(The cameras cut to ringside)
Alfonso Banks: Well, we just saw some strong words from one of our newest talents.
JR Freeman: She just called out some big names in PWS, including Hall of Famer Alexis Makarios.
Alfonso Banks: Alexis has anger issues and I am sure she wont like that at all.
JR Freeman: That could end badly for Latoya.
(In the middle of the ring stood Anarchy General Manager, Jennifer Makarios-Lopez)
Jennifer Makarios-Lopez: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome one of our newest signings... The Storm Latoya Hixx.
(The Storm is Coming hits and you hear Latoya laughing in the background as blue lights light up the entrance and some smoke and rainfall come down. She walked onto the middle stage, flexed her muscles, and walked straight down towards the aisle. She slapped a few PWS fans hands before she got inside the ring. The lights dim in the ring and she flexes her arms once more, spreading her arms. She climbs on the top rope and yell at her fans and tells them to let's go and climbs down)
Latoya Hixx: It's about damn time that I have step foot inside of this ring and I like to thank for the PWS GM Jennifer Makarios-Lopez for that nice introduction for me The reason I came out here is to say that I will be at next week's PWS three hour special and watch all five women competing for an Qualifying matches to see who gets to earn a shot for any Championship like The Collateral, United and World but my thing is this who's gonna walks down here and step up to the newest member of the PWS who they should call me The Storm so any women that's in the back who likes to take me up on there offer to fight me on June seventh now it's the time to hit someone's music and come down and challenge me at the next event of Friday night Anarchy on PWS legacy.
(Jenn remains in the ring, looking annoyed, while Latoya is trying to call out anyone to face her)
Latoya Hixx: I knew these damn women don't wanna none of this Strom cause they know if one of them women came out here in step up with me then she will be a bigger woman to get in tis ring with me but that's okay though cause I got my GM Jennifer Makarios-Lopez right here and she makes the decisions of who should fight me on June seventh at Friday night Anarchy on PWS legacy.
(Hixx is still waiting on any PWS roster to make their way out to the ring so The Storm can tell them face to face. but there wasn't no responds from any women from the back and she continues talking to the PWS universe)
Latoya Hixx: So I came out here for nothing well guest what whoever my home girl GM Jennifer Makarios-Lopez. put me up against at June seventh on Friday night Anarchy then I will fight them and I will end them for standing me up like that we could've have a great match for these people here in Las Vegas, NV but I understand and when I exit out of this PWS ring I better hear someone music hit or I'm leaving out of this ring and you all will see me on June 14th at Friday night Anarchy.
(Latoya lower her mic down one last final time and there wasn't anyone from the back to step forward with The Storm)
Latoya Hixx: Ms Makarios-Lopez. when you see one of those PWS women in the back or anywhere tell them that The Storm... is Coming to Friday night Anarchy.
(Jenn looks at Latoya, slightly dumbfounded, as a familiar song echoes the arena.)
Alfonso Banks: THAT'S ALEXIS MAKARIOS!!!
("I like It Heavy" by Halestorm plays as the crowd pops for Alexis. She comes out onto the entrance ramp and waits for the fans to quiet down.)
Alexis Makarios: So... Miss Latoya Hixx. I was just backstage enjoying the ambiance, enjoying the first show back... when i overhear my name coming out of your big ass mouth. And I said to myself... she's a rookie, she's new, she doesn't know any better. And then you come out here and call out people and no one gives you the time of day. And I just couldn't let that happen.
(Alexis shrugs)
Alexis Makarios: So, as you stand in the ring with my sister, spewing more shit than a broken outhouse. You come in to MY home, and you drop MY name, then you stand next to MY sister, in MY ring... and you act like you are the big kahuna around here. Well guess what? I'm about to knock you down a few pegs. Knock you off that high horse you are on right now. Jenn... make it happen.
Jennifer Makarios-Lopez: You got it. Next week on Friday Night Anarchy we will see Latoya Hixx debut against PWS Hal of Famer Alexis Makarios.
(Jenn looks over at Latoya)
Jennifer Makarios-Lope: Good luck. You'll need it.
(Jenn slides out of the ring and walks up towards Alexis)
Alexis Makarios: You wanted me in your debut? Oh, your wish is granted. Just keep in mind... They call me the Aussie Firecracker for a reason.
(Jenn and Alexis go backstage as the cameras cut to a commercial.)
(We cut to the tron that reads “Earlier Today” in the far right corner as we fade to the back where backstage interviewer Claire Anderson stands in the parking lot of the T-Mobile Arena.)
Claire Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you're all just as excited for the return of PWS! I'm standing by the parking lot to see if I can grab some words from the performers as they roll in for the evening. I don't know about you, but I've been enamored with watching the stars of this new chapter - PWS: Legacy - introduce themselves or make their long-awaited returns throughout this week! This is an absolutely historic night and - -
(Claire is cut off by the sound of tires squealing against pavement as an absolutely pristine gold and black 2024 Rolls-Royce Specter skids into one of the parking spots. “Blinding Lights” by The Weekend is blasting, audible even through the closed windows, until the car shuts off and the driver side door swings open. Stepping out, dressed in an all gold jumpsuit with black sunglasses and black Jordans’ is Desmond Prince. He leans into the car and appears to say something, but this does not deter Claire from doing her job as she excitedly slides up next to the newcomer.)
Claire Anderson: Desmond Prince! Welcome to the PWS: Legacy team! I saw your promotional video earlier this week, and I think it's safe to say you've made quite the quick impressio-
(Prince turns around quickly, barely even looking at Claire before waving a dismissive hand.)
Desmond Prince: Sorry Red, I only do autograph signings for VIP ticket holders. Keep it movin’, I'm sure someone will come by soon you can swarm like a gnat.
(Prince, halfway through his sentence, leans back into the car and continues talking. Claire frowns, but shakes it off.)
Claire Anderson: No, I'm sorry Mr. Prince, there's been a misunderstanding. I'm not looking for just an autograph, I'm looking for -
(Desmond turns around a bit more aggressively this time, looking Claire up and down judgmentally.)
Desmond Prince: Oh, you're one of them. Alright - 207.
Claire Anderson: Excuse me?
(Desmond sighs, stopping before he's even able to ignore her again.)
Desmond Prince: Room 207 off the Vegas strip. Bring your girls, I'll bring my boys, it'll be a chill night. Now for real, I'm trying to figure some shit out here. See ya tonight.
(Claire awkwardly shuffles her feet, looking at the cameraman almost pleadingly as Prince leans back into the car. Claire adjusts herself and takes a deep breath as she regains her composure.)
Claire Anderson: I'm Claire Anderson, backstage interviewer for PWS: Legacy. I was hoping to get a few words from you about your debut tonight.
(Prince leans out of the car once more, tilting his shades to peer over them at Claire.)
Desmond Prince: Damn, kind of a bummer. Well, I don't usually mix work and pleasure, but you can still come on by after the show.
(Desmond shuts his door, and heads toward the arena. Claire follows, and in the background we can hear two more car doors shut.)
Claire Anderson: Um… Desmond - can I please just get anything -
Desmond Prince: No. No you can't. Look Red, time is money, and I promise you doll, you can't afford my time. Y'all wanna hear from me? Pay me for it. Y'all want a statement about my debut? Watch it. I love hearing myself talk just as much as y'all love to watch me do it - but even for the Prince, actions speak louder than words. I don't see John Madden's name anywhere around here on any plastic covers, so I know it ain't time for games Red. So while ol’ Richy is busy starring in his little tentacle porn skits - I'm here to do business, get paid, and win matches. There ya go, there's your quote. Consider this an early Christmas gift - next time, tell the board of directors to rub their five collective brain cells together and figure out that if they want the biggest asset in their little company on their screen? Then I'mma be gettin’ paid.
(Prince flings open the arena door, letting it slam in Claire's face as he disappears. Claire, clearly flustered, reaches for the door.)
Claire Anderson: Desmond, Mr. Prince, I'm just trying to do my job, and since you're new and all I figured you'd want to introduce yourself to the audi- -
(Claire goes to open the door, but a massive hand pushes it back closed. Claire turns, startled, as the camera pans over to reveal two hulking figures. The first, with hand on the door, is a titan - standing nearly 6’8 and built like a Viking, with long dark brown dreadlocks and an unkempt short beard, dressed in a black and brown patchwork jacket and black jeans, staring daggers through Claire. Next to him is a slightly shorter yet still imposing figure, roughly 6’3 and probably pushing 350 pounds. The man is wearing all black besides a white tank top peeking out of his black sleeveless wrangler jacket, and while the taller man scowls down at Claire, this man smiles smugly, and yet somehow intimidatingly.)
Man: Sorry hun, Prince said no freebies.
(Claire shakes her head, blinking a few times to, once more, gain her composure.)
Claire Anderson: I'm sorry, who - who are you guys?
(The second man's smirk grows wider, while the taller man looks as though he's never blinked in his life.)
Man: A man like Prince paints a big target on his back, so a man like Prince rolls deep baby girl. I'm Ekon - the big brother. And this is our boy Skitz.
(Ekon nods at the larger man, who just snarls silently.)
Ekon: We're here to make sure none of the scum that tends to be attracted to this place has an effect on our boy Prince. So if you'll excuse us, we got some things to sort out. Don't forget - Room 207. Skitz is a great cuddler.
(Ekon chuckles and taps Skitz on the shoulder, and after a tense few seconds the big man finally breaks eye contact and opens the door - the two behemoths disappearing just as Desmond did. Claire, still rattled, clears her throat and turns as professionally as possible back to the camera.)
Claire Anderson: Um. Well. Great to see… new talent. More to come as they arrive - um. Stay tuned.
United Title Qualifier- Singles Match
Mule Jr vs The Squid-Man
( The lights turn just a tinge blue, with a wavy light effect that makes it look like water, as "Ocean Man" plays. Squid-Man bounces and jumps to the music as he walks exaggeratedly to the ring, flailing his arms, giving high fives. He slides into the ring, immediately taking a spot in the corner awaiting his opponent. )
JR Freeman: Here we go ladies and gentlemen, we got a PWS legend going one on one with a relatively new comer who made his name in other Companies.
Alfonso Banks: That’s right we got Squidman going head to head with Mule Jr.
( “I will not bow” by Breaking Benjamin hits the speakers. The platform fills with a dense smoke, and a bright red light shines through the smoke like a menacing glowing eye. Engine revving is heard as a motorcycle slowly emerges from the smoke being ridden by Mule Jr. As the smoke starts to recede, Mule Jr revs the engine and rides the bike slowly down the ramp. At the bottom of the ramp, he parks the bike and gets off. He gets in the ring and climbs the ropes, raising his arms posing for the fans.)
JR Freeman: Would you take a look at this behemoth of a man? He’s 6’6” and 260 Lbs.
Alfonso Banks: The man is literally built like a brick shit-house.
( The bell rings match is officially underway. Mule stands in the center of the ring keeping eye contact with Squidman. )
JR Freeman: This is truly a mismatch in terms of size, honestly a real David vs. Goliath.
Alfonso Banks: Great analogy Jr. Where did you get that from? Wrestling commentator class 101?
( Squidman unsure how to approach Mule, he decides to start things off with a few of his patent dropkicks. )
JR Freeman: There we go ever the innovator, and showing no fear squidman going right on the offensive.
( After his series of dropkicks Squidman finally has Mule down to a knee where he then hits Mule with his head scissor takedown, driving Mules head into the mat. Squidman firmly in the driver's seat he heads to the top rope, and pauses for a moment to hype up the crowd. After his brief pause he soars off the ropes and nails Mule with his signature “ Splash and burn “ , and quickly rolls over Mule for the pin attempt.)
JR Freeman: Here we go for the first pin attempt of the match.
Alfonso Banks: Call it what it is, this one is over. Thanks for coming Mule.
1…….
2…….
( Mule Kicks out forcefully almost flinging Squidman off of him in a rage. Now with an enraged look on his face Mule goes directly after Squidman. After attempting to deal more pain to Mule with body shots, Mule then grabs Squidman's Hand mid punch, and pauses for dramatic effect. )
JR Freeman: Well I think Mule might be a little more than “ fired up “ after surviving that flurry of offense from Squidman, and Squidman knows it.
Alfonso Banks: You ain't kidding. I bet if we could actually see Squidman's face he would look like he just calamaried himself.
JR Freeman: “ Calamaried himself” ?
Alfonso Banks: Don’t ask questions.
( With Squidman firmly in his grasp, Mule whips Squidman into the corner. Mule takes a moment, and sizes up squidman before delivering a devastating corner clothesline. Looking rather pleased with himself, Mule holds up Squidman and does a cut throat taunt in the middle of the ring signaling the end. )
JR Freeman: Alf I don’t know about you, but I have a strong feeling this might be it for Squidman.
Alfonso Banks: I don’t know we’ve seen him get out of stickier situations than this over the years.
( Before wasting another second Mule lifts Squidman onto his shoulders where he sets up, and hits his finisher, “ The Fall Of Angels “. Mule then places his foot on Squidman's chest to initiate the Count.)
1…..
2…..
3…..
( Bell to end the match rings as Meg Reynolds calls out )
Meg: Your winner by pinfall. Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuule Jrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
WINNER= MULE JR
(We cut backstage to PWS Legacy… um, let’s say “Star”? Richard Rider. He’s wearing a leather jacket and his trademark sunglasses. He starts walking down a hallway looking determined, and finally stops at a particular dressing room door. The camera pans over to see that it’s that of The Squid-Man, as his name plate is on the door.)
Richard Rider: Oh come on, even he gets a name plate?
(He sighs in disgust, before knocking gently on the door. Upon getting no response, he tests the door, and it turns out to be unlocked. He quickly opens it and goes inside. He moves quickly around the room, searching under couch cushions, flipping over a table (which spills an entire bowl of exclusively blue M&Ms all over the floor), and overall causing a ruckus.)
Richard Rider: Come on, my phone’s gotta be around here somewhere!
(As he’s looking, he pauses, looking around with his mouth agape.)
Richard Rider: How does this nobody have a bigger dressing room than me!? I really need to talk to Star about this, this is unacceptable. He’s an animal, for god’s sake!
(He turns around only to come face to masked face with the Squid-Man himself.)
Richard Rider: Hello again, Calamari.
The Squid-Man: I am… a Squid.
Richard Rider: I just came here to… wish you good luck tonight. I’m sure you’ll kick the guy’s ass.
(Squid-Man nods.)
The Squid-Man: I am a Squid!
(He gives Rider a thumbs-up, which is denied by Rider slowly lowering his arm for him.)
Richard Rider: Why don’t you go get ready somewhere else? I’m looking for something.
(The Squid-Man gives a little salute, and is about to walk away, but he stops himself. Reaching over, he slowly pulls Richard Rider’s sunglasses off his face and, in one fluid motion, puts them on over his mask. He then walks away while pulling out Rider’s phone to see how they look on him. Richard just stands there looking shocked and probably a little offended. As Squid’s most of the way down the hall, Rider calls out to him.)
Richard Rider: Hey, you’d better not be using all my minutes!
(He punches the air in anger.)
Richard Rider: Ugh, I’m gonna kill that squid!
Singles Match
Desmond Prince vs Richard Rider
Alfonso Banks: Well, John we are in for a good match tonight.
JR Freeman: We sure are Alfonso, can’t wait for this match Desmond Prince vs Dick Rider.
Alfonso Banks: His name is Richard you dummy and this is Desmond’s debut match too.
('All of the Lights' by Kanye West hits, the lights go down and a crown shaped spotlight hits the curtain. Once the beat drops, Desmond Prince bursts through the curtain and accompanying him are his managers Ekon Prince and Skitz, surveying the crowd in disgust. He makes his way to the ring, being sure not to let any of the filthy people in the front row touch him, the spotlight following him down the rampway as he slides into the center of the ring. There he pauses, and right as the hook hits "All of the Lights" again he kips up, all the lights in the area returning as he extends his arms to the side, basking in the glory of the boos raining in. He then removes his ring jacket, sunglasses, and usually his crown getting ready for action.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Ekon Prince and Skitz… “The Fresh”… DESMOOOOOND PRIIIIIIINCE!!!
JR Freeman: Look at this arrogant cocky dude, thinking he is better than everyone else.
Alfonso Banks: Shut up John, don’t disrespect the man with royal heritage.
JR Freeman: Just you wait Alfonso Banks, Dick Rider is going to show Desmond Prince how to wrestle here in PWS Legacy.
(Then all of a sudden you hear “I’m Sexy And I Know It” by LMFAO echoes through the arena. Richard Rider appears slowly from the back as 3 people swarm around him taking pictures with small disposable cameras. He poses at the top of the ramp as his hair blows in the wind by a nearby wind machine. He makes his way past them and into the ring where they continue to take pictures until their cameras are full and they head backstage. He stands in the ring looking at his opponent waiting for the bell to ring.)
Meg Reynolds: And their opponent, former PWS:APEX Tag Team Champion… “Hollywood” RICHAAAAAAARD RIIIIIIIDERRRRRRRR
Alfonso Banks: Listen John, there is no way Richard is losing to the Royal prince here.
(The bell rings, both Desmond and Richard head to the middle of the ring where they both attempt to grab one another to get leverage over the other. They both separate from each other, then Desmond bounces off the ropes and hits Richard with a running DDT.)
Alfonso Banks: Well, that caught Richard off guard.
JR Freeman: Oh come on now, don’t bruise his face he needs it for hollywood.
Alfonso Banks: Shut up John, he is a failed wannabe actor.
(Desmond gets Richard back on his feet, then Richard dropkicks Desmond down to one knee and then hits Desmond with a running knee strike.)
JR Freeman: That was a good combo by Richard.
Alfonso Banks: His name is Dick Rider.
(Desmond gets up slowly, then Richard goes for the super kick and Desmond dodges it and hits Richard with a drop kick into the corner. Desmond looks at the crowd shaking his arms and charges at Richard and hits him with a running double knee strike.)
Alfonso Banks: Oh NO! This isn’t looking for Richard.
JR Freeman: Come on Dick, get up!
Alfonso Banks: That’s what she said?
(Desmond climbs the top rope and waves his arm up to tell Richard to get up and as Richard stands up Desmond hits Richard with The Rising Star.)
1…
2…
3!
Meg Reynolds: And your winner by pinfall… “THE FRESH” DESMOND PRIIIIIIINCE
(Richard Rider rolls out of the ring to the ground and Ekon Prince and Skitz climb in the ring and hoist Desmond Prince on their shoulders.)
WINNER= DESMOND PRINCE
(The lights in the arena go out, and police sirens are heard blaring over the sound system, as we hear the sound of a police radio.)
(Calling all cars…..
Calling all cars……
Please be on the lookout for a young, dark-skinned female wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a New York Snapback cap and sneakers. Last seen heading down Tropicana Avenue in direction of the T-Mobile Arena driving a blue Lamborghini. Suspect should be considered armed and dangerous. Name.…..Cleopatra Phillips. Alias The Body Snatcher.)
(The lights come back on, and the big screen plays footage of the parking lot, where a blue Lamborghini pulls into the parking lot, the cameras linger on the driver side door, where after a moment former world champion Cleo Phillips steps out to a HUGE ovation from the crowd. She looks into the camera with a smile.)
Cleo Philips: You know we couldn't do this without ya girl. Ya’ll ready to get this jumpin' again?
(She motions for the cameras to follow her, which they do. She stops just in front of the car, and looks back, motioning to someone, a female unfamiliar to the PWS crowd steps out. She gets a pop for being with Cleo, but clearly not as big.)
Cleo Philips: Brought my girl Jazz with me, c’mon Jazzy let’s go see the people!
(The girl nods and follows suit, the camera follows them for the single camera long shot, through the halls of the arena, along the way they pass Squid-Man whom Cleo greets..)
Cleo Philips: "You are a squid!"
(She points at him cheerfully. He responds with a nod and thumbs up as they continue.)
(As they continue they nod and smile at some of the crew, before they come by KERBEROS, and offers a handshake.)
Cleo Philips: "Heeey! A new guy! How's it going?!"
(KERBEROS says nothing, just glares and walks away.)
Cleo Philips: Well he's gonna be a bucket of sunshine isn't he?
(Jazz laughs as they continue on, passing some more crew members before they pass Alexandra Calaway, Cleo stops in her tracks and has a face to face staredown with Alexandra, ending with both nodding and smirking confidently but respectfully, as if each trying to remind the other who the baddest bitch is in PWS. The crowd ooooooooos during their staredown, before Cleo continues and ends in the Gorilla position. Once in Gorilla, she turns to the camera again, keeping her energy high and speaks.)
Cleo Philips: Lets get it!
(The cameras cut back to the arena, just as “Gangstas Paradise” blasts on the sound system, and Cleo alongside her new friend appear on the stage area.)
Meg Reynolds: Please welcome back to PWS: Legacy, “The Body Snatcher” CLEOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PHILLIPSSSSS!!!
Alfonso Banks: YES!!!!! THIS IS THE BEST NIGHT EVER!!!! SHES BACK!!! CLEO'S BACK!!!
JR Freeman: Don’t miss a beat do ya Alf?
(In the ring, Cleo has a mic in hand, and lets the crowd do their thing with a welcome back chant, once they finally settle down, she speaks.)
Cleo Philips: Damn, I missed that. I missed all of this. Most importantly, I missed each and every one of you.
(It’s a cheap pop, which the crowd goes for.)
Cleo Philips: Been a long time. Lots of new and familiar faces coming into PWS Legacy. When Star Stormz called my people, you know I couldn’t say no. I had to come back here, come back home.
(The crowd cheers again. As Cleo goes to speak, she sees Alfonso Banks smiling at her from commentary and laughs.)
Cleo Philips: Hi Alf.
Alfonso Banks: She said hi to me JR! She said hi to me!
(JR Freeman shakes his head as Alfonso eagerly waves back)
Cleo Philips: I’m not gonna keep ya’ll too long. I know you want to get into some action, and I have to go get ready for the main event, cause BET that ya girl is gonna recapture her World Championship. Jason Stone better watch his ass cause I’m coming in strong. I’ve been waiting, eager to get this moment, get things jumpin’ again. Just like Ludacris, I’m coming for that numba one spot.
(The crowd cheers and chants Cle-o! Cle-o! Cle-o!)
Cleo Philips: I want that World Championship, because I am going to be a leader in this new era. I made my way up the ranks in the old Apex days, and now I owe to Star Stormz and everyone else to do whatever I can to be an example for this company. To be a leader for the new generation. That brings me to my friend here.
(She motions to the young girl that had been tagging alongside her)
Cleo Philips: This is my friend Jazz Jaguar. Let me tell you, this girl right here has fought through so much already and still fights her addiction. But her ability to fight against her demons, is what makes her strong, and it’s what will make her a champion around here someday. I guess you can call her my protege, and I really think she’s gonna so some great things around here.
(The crowd cheers, and claps for Jazz as she speaks into her own mic)
Jazz Jaguar: Um, hello. It’s good to be here. I just hope I can make you proud of me Cleo, and I hope al you guys like me. This all sort of happened quickly for me, and it’s a bit overwhelming. However I have the best teacher at my side and promise to do the best I can.
(She nervously passes the mic back to Cleo, as the crowd gives her some encouragement.)
Cleo Philips: You’ll be alright Jazz. I know you will. It’s a lot to take in at first, but you’ll find yourself as we go. You’re going to learn things about yourself you didn’t know, and yeah I’m here with you. You know I always have your back.
(Jazz nodded and the two fist bumped.)
Cleo Philips: Anyway, we’re wasting your time at this point, and I know ya’ll want me to get ready for my match with Jason Stone tonight, so I’m gonna let ya’ll get to it. I’ll see you in the main event, and we’re going to….
(Cleo holds the mic up for the crowd to respond with the SET IT OFF, which her and Jazz can be seen mouthing as well. “Gangstas Paradise” hits again, and the two make their exit to the backstage area to a supportive crowd response.)
(Alexandra is in the backstage area looking at photos on her phone from the past weekend in Gettysburg, for Sin City Wrestling. She’s now backstage at the PWS Legacy debut show. Leaning against a gear box waiting for her match. She’s caught smiling down at a picture on her phone, before it rings and she answers it.)
Alexandra Calaway: Hey. No, you called at a good time, yeah I got a little time before my match. How’s everyone there?
(You can tell she’s intently listening to whoever she’s speaking with.)
Alexandra Calaway: Yeah I was just looking at some of the photos from this weekend. It was great. I had a fun time, I know Ashlynn did too. It was all she talked about the whole way here.
(She leans against the wall, her free hand toying with some of her curls. It’s clear whoever she’s on the phone with it’s not quite that simple.)
Alexandra Calaway: Yeah, I’ll make sure to tell her, I’m sure she’ll be with me in Hawaii for Into the Void.
(She heard the call for her match.)
Alexandra Calaway: I hate to cut this short. I’ll have to call you and let you know how my match goes. It’s next.
(There’s a quick pause.)
Alexandra Calaway: Thanks.. Be safe..
(She hangs up the phone taking a deep breath, she’s blushing as she looks down at her phone.)
Alexandra Calaway: Oh yeah.. I’m definitely in trouble.
(She shrugs her shoulders.)
Alexandra Calaway: Alright Calaway, head in the game. Let’s do this.
(We see her rolling her shoulders and stretching before she heads to the position to head out onto the ramp. The camera goes back to ringside.)
Singles Match
Alexandra Calaway vs Jack Edwards
(The Lights go low , music hits, jack Edwards slowly walks out vibing to his music chorus of the song hits his energy goes from zero to 100 thrashing down the ramp and around the ring he then enters the ring perching himself on the top turnbuckle.)
Meg Reynolds: From Long Island New york, weighing in at 225 pounds, Jack Edwards!
Jr Freeman: Since leaving PWS, Jack has had some successful stops elsewhere and he’s looking to keep that momentum going.
Alfonso Banks: Yeah but he has a tough task ahead of him, Calaway is no pushover. I’ve watched her since she left PWS and let me tell you, she’s not going to go down easily.
(The lights go down and "MINE" by Halestorm starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made, a cocky smirk crosses her face.
Meg Reynolds: From DALLAS TEXAS, ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!"
Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in the front row.)
Jr Freeman: Look at the confidence oozing from Alexandra here, she’s looking to pick up where she left off.
Alfonso Banks: She is and I think it’s gonna be a fun match to call here.
(As soon as the bell rings Calaway and Edwards lock up in the middle of the ring. Both of them are trying to get an early advantage in the match but neither can outpower the other, before they break away for a minute. Calaway nods her head towards Jack and Jack does the same to him. They lock up again before Calaway flips Jack with a quick side headlock. It stays hooked in for a couple of seconds before Jack slips out like a slippery snake. Jack tries to throw a kick but Calway ducks out of the way and they have a stand off again.)
Jr Freeman: These two are evenly matched, and it’s going to be a toss-up to see who can gain momentum.
Alfonso Banks: It’s going to be a fun one to watch for sure, but If you ask me, I think Calway will be the winner only because she wants her title back, and she will do anything she needs to win.
(They lock up again but this time Jack is the one who gets the upper hand now, he throws a shoulder his shoulder into hers for a shoulder tackle that knocks Calaway off balance for a second. It’s only a second before Jack needs to bodyslam her to the ground and climbed to the second rope, Calway tries to get to her feet but Jack hits a second rope leg drop onto the back of her neck and goes for the pin.)
1…….
(She kicks out at the count of 1, and Jack nods his head. He knows that wasn’t enough but he wanted to waste some of her energy. As the veteran, she knows what he’s trying to do but he attacks some more like a rabid dog, he’s staying on the attack and has her grounded again. She manages to kick him off and rolls to the outside to get a breather, but with his speed, Jack is already running the ropes and dives through the ropes! Both of the crash to the floor before.)
Jr Freeman: Jack is throwing it all out there!
Alfonso Banks: Calaway is trying to figure him out and i think she’ll figure him out before it’s too late.
(They start to fight outside after that dive but Calway throws Jack face first into the ring post and she goes inside of the ring for a moment and then she hits a dive of her own to the outside! Her and Jack go crashing into the barricade and Calaway throws Jack into the ring, and pins him)
1…….
2……
(Jack kicks out at the count of 2. After that pinfall, they start going back and forth with counter after counter and doing their best to one-up each other. Jack and Calaway are giving the fans the match they wanted, back and forth and high flying from both. Calaway would find herself on the top rope and Jack would soon follow her up there, and knocks her off balance. He hits the “killing joke” off the top rope! He goes for the cover)
1………
2……..
(Calaway kicks out at the count of 2 to Jack’s disbelief of her kicking out! Jack crawls backwards towards the corner, he thought he had the match one but he shakes his head)
Jr Freeman: How did Calaway kick out of that!?
Alfonso Banks: I have no idea, she’s made of steel or something!
(Both of them stand back up and face each other, no hesitation between them as they lock up again and throw punches at each other. A long shot does not do them, it’s almost like they found their second wind. Calaway gets the advantage then Jack does, it goes back and forth like this for another 5 minutes or so, a point where they’re starting to show signs of the bumps and bruises of this match. Jack finds himself on the top rope but Calaway climbs the words, she blocks every thing he’s trying to do and then…she hits the air raid crash from the top rope to the canvas both are down by Calaway goes for the pin)
1……
2…………..
Thre….
(Jack kicks out at 2.9! Calway lays there in disbelief, she thought she had the win but no. Calaway stands up and walks towards JAck and starts to hook in the sharp shooter on him but it’s a trap! Jack rolls her up.)
1……
2………
3!
Jr Freeman: WHOA!
Alfonso Banks: I didn’t expect that to happen! Look at Alexandra, she’s stunned, she’s, as the kids say these days, shook!
Jr Freeman: Huh?
Alfonso Banks: I’ll explain it later
WINNER= JACK EDWARDS
(The camera comes into focus with Scarlette sitting at a candlelit table in a darkened room. Her hair is kept up in a loose bun while still dressed in a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt with a graphic depicting Sailor Mars. In her hands, she deftly shuffles the tarot cards, preparing to do a reading. Upon completing her shuffling, Scarlette separates the stack into three smaller decks. She scrutinizes the three stacks, carefully measuring which deck may hold the answers she seeks. Scarlette's eyes land on the right deck as her hand reaches for it.)
Scarlette Bailey: “Please, be kind to me this evening. Tell me, what fortune smiles upon me in my match against Dawn.”
(Scarlette begins to flip cards from the deck she selected. The first card she places in a centrally located spot on the table in front of her. The Sun card is upright. A smile forms on her face.)
Scarlette Bailey: “Are you saying I will be successful tonight? I see no reason to doubt that in this interpretation.”
(She nods and places the next card to the left of the first. The Strength card in reverse position. Scarlette’s brow furrows in anxiousness.)
Scarlette Bailey: “I know... I have been doubting myself a lot lately with my debut approaching.”
(Scarlette proceeds to place the next card to the right of the first. The Three of Wands in reverse position. Scarlette brings her right thumb up to her mouth as she bites down on it with concern.)
Scarlette Bailey: “Obstacles? Delays? Frustration? I know the road before me will be rife with these things, but in what way? If I'm successful tonight, does that mean my next opponent for the United Championship will pose quite the challenge?”
(Shaken by this card reveal, Scarlette cautiously reaches for the fourth card, placing it below the first. Six of Wands in the face up position. Scarlette releases a sigh.)
Scarlette Bailey: “You’re still leading me towards victory it seems.”
(Scarlette apprehensively reaches for the final card to place it above the first card, but before she does, she spies on what the card reveals. The King of Swords in reverse position. Her eyes go wide as she drops the card while pushing herself away from the table, sending the remaining decks of cards scattering on the table and floor. Scarlette panics as she quickly gathers her things to change into her match later and rushes out of the room.)
United Title Qualifier- Singles Match
Scarlette Bailey vs Dawn Warren
(As the lights go out in the arena, Crimson spotlights shine down towards the entrance area as Scarlette appears from the backstage. She holds her hands high to the air as mini-flamethrowers used in stage production launch miniature fireballs into the air. She gives a seductive laugh before she walks to the ring.)
Meg Reynolds: From Cinninatti Ohio, Scelette Bailey!
(Once ringside, the house lights come back up. Scarlette climbs onto the ring apron and proceeds to hang upside down in the ring rooes vefore pulling herself over the top rope and into the ring)
Jr Freeman: Scarlette is looking to make an impact, and make a splash for PWS.
Alfonso Banks: I know she’s been training for a while but she has a tough task ahead of her, Dawn is no fluke, she’s not a person you want to play around with.
(Ain’t it Fun by Paramore begins to blast across the speakers. As it does Dawn makes her way out from behind the curtains smirking. She claps the hands of the roaring fans before sliding into the ring.)
Meg Renolyds: from Long Island, New york, Dawn Warren!
(The bell rings as Scarlette Bailey and Dawn Warren lock up in the middle of the ring. Dawn gets the early advantage by using her side to her advantage and has Scarlette off balance by using her size and speed. Dawn has Sclarette down on her back for an early pin)
1……
(Bailey kicks out at the count of 1. Dawn wanted to see how Bailey would react to such a pin attempt and use some of that energy early on. The more Dawn uses her speed the more Bailey starts to figure out how to use it against her and she does. Bailey catches Dawn in the air and slams her down to the ground.)
Jr Freeman: Dawn started off fast here but Scarlette is making her presence known, she’s gonna make sure that Dawn feels her.
Alfonso Banks: Dawn as been here before and she knows how to strategize. She’ll make sure to tire out Scarlette.
(Scarlette has the advantage for now, as she’s throwing around Dawn like a sack of potatoes. However, that doesn’t last long as Dawn starts to fight back. Both start going back and forth and then they start fighting on the outside of the ring, where they still go back and forth. Scarlette throws Dawn into the announcer's table back first. She throws Dawn back into the ring and covers her)
1…….
2……
(Dawn kicks out but Scarlette stays on the attack. Dawn starts to fight back again and both women throw forearms at each other. Dawn uses her speed to her advantage and knocks Scarlette down, and keeps her grounded for a bit.)
Jr Freeman: Dawn is starting to use her speed here again.
Alfonso Banks: I know, and she’s keeping Scarleete disoriented.
(Dawn hits a DDT on Scarlette before pinning again)
1………
(Scarlette kicks out at the count of 1. Dawn starts to climb the turnbuckles but Scarlette meets her there and hits a hurricanrana off the second rope! Dawn goes crashing to the mat, and Scarlette climbs the ropes and waist for Dawn to stand up. She hits a missile drop kick from the second rope to Dawn’s chest. Scarlette hits the “Eclipse of the heart” on Dawn and goes for the pin)
1……
2……
3!
Meh Reinggham: The winner. Scarlette Bailey!
WINNER= SCARLETTE BAILEY
("Goin' Down" by Melanie C hits the arena and Lycra comes out onto the stage to the huge pop from the fans!)
John Ryan Freeman: I can't believe it!! LYCRA IS BACK IN PWS!!!
Alfonso Banks: I would never have seen this coming in a million years!
(Lycra is all smiles as she makes her way down the ramp and into the ring. She takes it all in for a few moments, then she is handed a microphone and her music fades out. She stands there looking out at the fans for a moment before she starts to speak.)
Lycra: This feels so damn good! I am FINALLY standing here inside of a PWS ring once again!
(The fans are cheering, so happy to see Lycra back in PWS!)
Lycra: When I heard about the rebranding and relaunch of PWS Legacy, I was very excited and very happy to hear about it. But little did I know that it was about to mean so much more for me than I could have ever thought.....because just one day after finding out about it, I found myself in talks with Star Stormz and it didn't take long before I was booking a flight to be here tonight for the return of PWS!
(Lycra is smiling and is very happy to be here.)
Lycra: In the back of my mind, I guess I always knew that the day would come when this all comes full circle. That I would return here to the VERY FIRST COMPANY I had ever wrestled for outside of the indies. Yep, it was 2007 when I first walked through the PWS doors. When I look back at my time here, there are so many great memories that I've lost count of them all. I've met so many people along the way through the years, and you fans have been amazing with your love and support of me no matter what. Whether I was up to no good and being rebellious, you stood by me. Whether I was on my best behavior, you stood by me. Your support is unwavering and I thank you all for that. And now here we are together, at the start of a new era in PWS Legacy where I am looking forward to seeing what this new chapter brings.
Lycra: There are soooo many new faces here and I really hope that---
Daniel Clark: HOLD IT, HOLD IT, HOLD IT!! STOP EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW!!
(Suddenly interviewer Daniel Clark interrupts and is walking out from the back and starts heading down the ramp to the ring. The fans are booing him loudly.)
John Ryan Freeman: What the hell is Daniel Clark doing out here??
Alfonso Banks: Well, he DOES work here John, so he's probably just doing his job and looking to get the scoop on why Lycra has come back. Totally legit!
Daniel Clark: You all can "boo" me, go for it, but THIS right here....
(Daniel points to inside of the ring as he is now walking up the steps and is climbing into the ring. He stands and looks at Lycra.)
Daniel Clark: This little return of yours Lycra....it ends right now!
(The fans boo once again.)
Daniel Clark: You should go and get back on that plane, go back home, and forget you ever came here tonight!
Lycra: And why would I do that Daniel?
Daniel Clark: It’s real simple. I’ll tell ya why. Because YOU don’t belong here in PWS! THAT’S WHY!
Lycra: Hmmmm..... I'm a PWS Hall of Famer.....I kiiinnddaaa DO belong here.
Daniel Clark: It's been years since you've been here. Why the hell come back now, huh? What's your game plan here Lycra?
Lycra: First of all, me being away from this place for as long as I have, that wasn't my doing. That's not on me. It was because "certain people" didn't want me here and they let their jealousy and hatred for me get the best of them. Soooo, they took it upon themselves to put a thousand padlocks on the front door so to speak to stop me from coming back.
Lycra: Second of all, I have no game plan here Daniel. I don't need one. I'm coming into this with a completely open mind and I'm gonna just run with it and enjoy every single moment, every single show moving forward.
(Daniel pauses for a moment and he shakes his head at her.)
Daniel Clark: Why can't you see that you're just wasting your time being back here? There are plenty of superstars on this roster to keep the PWS product going strong. Hell, they've been doing it for all the time that you've been gone!
Lycra: You think I don't know that? I've already seen what they can do. I haven't been living under a rock. I'm well aware of what they're capable of. They're the best of the best back there in that locker room and I've got high respect for them.
Daniel Clark: I see that you're still as stubborn as ever. There's just no getting through to you is there? I can talk out here until I'm blue in the face and you're still not gonna leave.
Lycra: You're right. I'm not leaving PWS Legacy. And I find it pathetic that you would make a point to come down here and embarrass yourself by trying to convince me to walk away. Clearly you don't understand how much being back here means to me.
Daniel Clark: One thing I do understand loud and clear is that this whole thing is a mistake. You returning here....is a MISTAKE. This return of yours... it just isn't gonna work out the way you want it to.
Daniel Clark: You've waited too long, Lycra. It's just too late to come back now....
(Lycra stands there looking at him and has clearly had enough of Daniel.)
Lycra: You know what I've already waited too long to do?
Daniel Clark (with a smirk): And what would that be?
Lycra: THIS!!!
(Out of nowhere, she hits Daniel with the Sudden Impact!! The fans cheer wild!!)
John Ryan Freeman: Lycra just took out Daniel!!
(Daniel is out cold on the mat!! Her music hits and Lycra climbs out of the ring and she heads up the ramp to the back.)
John Ryan Freeman: What will Lycra's return mean for PWS going forward?
Antonio Banks: It means one big financial chunk out of its payroll. I don't like it, not one bit!
Collateral Damage Qualifier - Singles Match
Candy vs Chelsea Skye
(The lights dim as pink fog starts to take over the entrance ramp. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard begins to play over the speakers as the lights brighten up. Pink pyro begins to cascade down from the tron as Candy comes bouncing out holding Fluffy. She skips her way down to the ring. Outside the ring, she hands Fluffy to stagehand before getting in the ring and bouncing around some more.)
Meg Reynolds: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a Collateral Damage Title qualifer! Introducing first, from Malibu Beach, California... she is a 2 time Queen of the Ring, multiple time champion, and a PWS Hall of Famer... CAAAAAAAAAANDYYYYYYYY
(She jumps around in the ring with the crowd.)
“I’ve come to face my mistakes, the fire fades, the will to carry on, subdued by fear!”
(The fast guitar riff for “Reborn Through Failure” hits the speakers and once the vocals kick in Chelsea makes her way out onto the entrance ramp ready for battle.)
Meg Reynolds: And her opponent, from Chicago. Illinois, she is the “Nightmare Angel” Chelsea Skye!
(Following her ring introduction Chelsea makes her way down to the ring slapping hands with the occasional fan along the way, she enters the ring and runs the ropes as she looks over at Candy.)
Alfonso Banks: This match is going to be electric!
JR Freeman: These 2 ladies both have quite the charisma and energy. It's going to be a fast paced match.
(Chelsea and Candy circle each other, eyes locked, as the anticipation builds in the crowd. They lock up in the center of the ring, struggling for control. Candy quickly transitions into a headlock, but Chelsea counters with an impressive back suplex, sending Candy crashing to the mat. Chelsea gets up quickly, playing to the crowd.)
Alfonso Banks: What a counter by Chelsea! She’s starting strong!
JR Freeman: It's going to take more than that to keep Candy down!
(Candy gets to her feet, looking determined. They lock up again, and this time, Candy catches Chelsea with a quick arm drag, followed by a dropkick that sends Chelsea reeling. Candy takes control, using her speed to keep Chelsea on the defensive. She hits a running bulldog, planting Chelsea face-first into the mat. Candy goes for the pin.)
1!...2!... KICKOUT!
(Chelsea kicks out at two, to the relief of the crowd.)
JR Freeman: Chelsea is still in this! What resilience!
Alfonso Banks: Too early for a pinfall...
(Candy pulls Chelsea up and whips her into the corner. Candy charges in, but Chelsea moves at the last second, causing Candy to crash into the turnbuckle. Chelsea takes advantage, hitting Candy with a high-impact enzuigiri. Chelsea climbs to the top rope, signaling to the crowd for her signature move. She leaps off with a stunning moonsault, landing perfectly on Candy. The crowd roars in excitement)
1!...2!... KICKOUT!
(Candy kicks out just before three, the crowd gasping in surprise.)
JR Freeman: So close! Candy refuses to stay down!
Alfonso Banks: Both of these ladies have such stamina!
(Both ladies get to their feet, exchanging blows in the center of the ring. Chelsea gains the upper hand with a series of quick strikes, but Candy catches her with a spinning heel kick, dropping Chelsea. Candy takes a moment to catch her breath before pulling Chelsea up. She lifts Chelsea for a suplex, but Chelsea slips out and counters with a neckbreaker. Both wrestlers are down, and the crowd is on their feet, cheering them on.)
Alfonso Banks: What a match! Both competitors are giving it their all!
(They slowly get up, and Chelsea hits Candy with a snap DDT, going for another pin.)
1!...2!... KICKOUT!
(Candy kicks out again, showing incredible toughness. Chelsea, looking frustrated but determined, pulls Candy to her feet. She goes for her finishing move, the Clipped Angel Wing, but Candy counters, pushing Chelsea into the ropes. When Chelsea rebounds she is caught dead in her tracks as Candy blows a handful of bright pink glitter in her face!)
Alfonso Banks: UH OH! We've seen this before!
(Candy screams out "GLITTER BOOOOOOOMB" as she superkicks Chelsea in the face. Chelsea drops to the mat and Candy goes for the cover)
1...2...3!!!
Meg Reynolds: And your winner by pinfall... CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANDYYYYY!!!!
(Candy jumps up and jumps for joy as Fluffy is unleashed in the ring. Fluffy runs over to Chelsea and licks her face a few times before running to Candy)
WINNER= CANDY
(The scene fades backstage to Star Stormz as she is seen walking down the hallways before she stops by her office.)
(She notices that the door to her office is slightly open as she cautiously enters and spots Heather Haze there, rummaging through her desk drawers like a hungry raccoon looking for food.
Star Stormz: "What the hell are you doing in my office?!" yelled Star with an irritated scowl on her face.
(Heather stops whatever it was that she was doing as she slowly looks up with a sheepish smile, like a kid caught stealing a cookie from a jar.)
Heather Haze: "Oh hi, Star. Um...I was just um admiring your desk. Like, Look at the size, the girth on this BIG MASSIVE wood. Can you loan it to me?"
Star Stormz: "No, you may NOT have it. And how the hell did you sneak past security?"
Heather Haze: "Oh....I have my ways."
(Heather brings her fist to her mouth and makes an obscene gesture as Starr makes a grossed-out face)
Heather Haze: "Look...I just came for my hall of fame ring...and I'll be out of your hair."
Star Stormz: "Does it look like I keep hall of fame rings stashed in my drawers?"
Heather Haze: "But your tweet the other day was sooo convincing."
(Starr mumbles something, looking super annoyed as she pinches the bridge of her nose and sighs.)
Star Stormz: "Heather...this is a big night for PWS, and I don't want you ruining this night for me. I have a lot on my plate. Please just go."
Heather Haze: "But I just want my hall of fame ring! And I am not leaving until I get what I have cum for." Demanded Heather, stomping her feet like a two year old throwing a tantrum.)
Star Stormz: "I DON'T HAVE IT, YOU IDIOT!!"
(Heather glared at Star coldly.)
Heather Haze: "Finneee. But you haven't seen the last of me."
(With a flip of her long, brown hair, Heather walks up to the door, with her nose in the air like a total snob as if her conversation with Star never happened.)
Heather Haze: "I will be back, and when I do you better have my hall of fame ring. Good day, Miss Storm."
(As Heather leaves, Star would then SHUT the door, double and triple locking the bolts to keep Heather OUT before pressing her back firmly to the door, looking somewhat relieved and worried at the same time as the scene fades out.]
MAIN EVENT- SINGLES MATCH
WORLD TITLE CONTENDER MATCH
CLEO PHILIPS V JASON STONE
Meg Reynolds: The following match is the Main Event. It is scheduled for one fall and is a World Title Qualifier match! Introducing first, from Detroit, Michigan... JASON STOOOOOOOONE
("Whatever" by Our Lady Peace hits and Jason Stone comes out to the ring. No frills or anything. He walks slowly and stoicly to the ring, no emotion on his face. He gets in the ring and awaits his opponent)
Meg Reynolds: And his opponent... from The Bronx... she is a former PWS World Champion... CLEEEEEEOOOOO PHILIIIIIIPS!!!
(The lights dim and the sound of police sirens fill the arena which fade out into "Gangstas Paradise" by Coolio. Cleo Phillips stands on stage, nodding her head with her arms crossed as some pyros shoot off around her. She swaggers her way down to the ring as the crowd sings along to the chorus of her theme. once in the ring she does some posturing and posing for the fans to get them hyped up before heading to her awaited spot for her match to begin. The referee checks both for weapons)
Alfonso Banks: Cleo is pumped and ready to win back her World Title.
JR Freeman: I have no idea what Jason is feeling. He is good at hiding his emotions.
(Cleo and Jason circle each other, the intensity building. They lock up in the center of the ring, each testing the other's strength. Jason uses his power to push Cleo into the corner, pressing her against the turnbuckles.)
Alfonso Banks: This is going to be an epic battle. Jason’s brute strength versus Cleo’s technical prowess.
(The referee calls for a clean break, and Jason steps back. Cleo quickly counters with a sharp slap to Jason’s face, igniting the crowd. Jason looks stunned, but quickly regains his composure, smirking at Cleo.)
JR Freeman: Cleo showing no fear, setting the tone early in this match!
(They lock up again, and this time Cleo ducks under Jason's arm, slipping behind him and locking in a waist lock. She attempts a German suplex, but Jason blocks it with his strength, reversing into a standing switch and lifting Cleo for a belly-to-back suplex. Cleo flips out of the suplex, landing on her feet behind Jason. She quickly drops him with a dropkick to the back, sending Jason stumbling into the ropes.)
Alfonso Banks: What agility from Cleo! She’s using her speed to her advantage.
(Jason shakes off the impact and charges at Cleo, who leapfrogs over him. On the rebound, Cleo hits a perfect arm drag, sending Jason across the ring. He rolls through and gets up, only to be met with a spinning heel kick from Cleo, dropping him to the mat. Cleo follows up with a standing moonsault, landing perfectly across Jason’s midsection. She hooks the leg for the first pin attempt of the match.)
1... KICKOUT!
(Jason kicks out with authority, showing his resilience.)
JR Freeman: Jason’s not going down that easily. He’s got too much power and determination.
(Jason gets to his feet, frustration has started showing. He blocks a punch from Cleo and counters with a powerful clothesline, flipping her inside out. He picks her up and delivers a stalling vertical suplex, holding her in the air before crashing down. Jason covers Cleo for the pin.)
1...2... KICKOUT!
(Cleo kicks out, the crowd roaring in support.)
Alfonso Banks: Cleo’s showing incredible heart! She’s still in this fight.
JR Freeman: In all the time I've been in PWS and seen Cleo fight... she has all the heart needed! She's not going to lose so easily.
(Jason, now in control, lifts Cleo for a powerbomb. As he raises her up, Cleo counters mid-air with a hurricanrana, sending Jason flying across the ring. She quickly follows up with a running knee strike to Jason's head, dazing him. Cleo signals to the crowd and climbs to the top rope, preparing for a high-risk maneuver. She leaps off with a missile dropkick, hitting Jason square in the chest. Cleo covers Jason for the pin.)
1...2... KICKOUT!
(Jason powers out, pushing Cleo off him.)
JR Freeman: What a match! Both competitors are giving it their all!
(Both wrestlers are on their feet, exchanging heavy blows in the center of the ring. Jason gains the upper hand with a big boot, knocking Cleo down. He picks her up and delivers a gut-wrench suplex, showcasing his strength. Jason drags Cleo to the corner and climbs to the second rope, preparing for a high-impact move. He leaps off with an elbow drop, but Cleo rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Jason to crash to the mat. The crowd gasps and cheers)
Alfonso Banks: What a dodge by Cleo! She’s still in this match!
(Cleo, seizing the opportunity, locks Jason in a single-leg Boston crab, applying pressure to his lower back. Jason grimaces in pain but refuses to tap out, using his strength to crawl towards the ropes. He reaches the bottom rope, forcing Cleo to break the hold. Cleo releases the hold and pulls Jason back to the center of the ring. She attempts to lift him for a suplex, but Jason reverses, lifting her up for a suplex of his own. Cleo counters mid-air, landing on her feet behind him and delivering a swift kick to the back of his knee, dropping him to one knee.)
JR Freeman: Both competitors are showing signs of wear and tear
Alfonso Banks: It's been a crazy match so far... they are getting worn down.
(Cleo bounces off the ropes and hits Jason with a Felony Shot- shining wizard- her knee connecting with his temple. She quickly climbs to the top rope and leaps off, hitting a diving elbow drop. Cleo covers Jason for the pin.)
1...2... KICKOUT!
(Jason kicks out again, the crowd on the edge of their seats.)
JR Freeman: Unbelievable! Jason kicks out again! What will it take to keep him down?
(Jason, showing signs of exhaustion, slowly gets to his feet. Cleo charges at him, but Jason catches her with a spinebuster, slamming her to the mat with authority. He covers her for the pin.)
1...2... KICKOUT!
(Cleo kicks out, the crowd erupting in cheers.)
Alfonso Banks: Cleo’s resilience is incredible! She’s not giving up!
(Jason lifts Cleo for his finishing move, the Jackhammer. He hoists her up, but Cleo wriggles free and lands behind him. She quickly rolls him up for a surprise pin.)
1...2... KICKOUT!
(Jason kicks out at the last moment, both wrestlers quickly getting to their feet.)
JR Freeman: What more could they possibly have in the tank???
(Cleo ducks under a clothesline from Jason and bounces off the ropes, hitting him with a running crossbody. She stays on top for the pin, but Jason powers out at two. Cleo then transitions into a quick armbar, trying to force Jason to tap. Jason uses his strength to lift Cleo off the mat and slams her down, breaking the hold. He stumbles back, clearly exhausted, and Cleo seizes the moment to hit him with a series of rapid kicks.)
Alfonso Banks: Cleo’s not letting up! She’s determined to win this match!
(Both wrestlers are visibly fatigued, but Cleo digs deep, bouncing off the ropes for a final offensive push. She hits Jason with a tornado DDT, planting him in the center of the ring. Cleo signals to the crowd, as she grabs Jason by the head and drops him with a a rolling cutter.)
Alfonso Banks: SET. IT. OFF.!!!
(The crowd goes nuts! She hooks his leg for the decisive pin.)
1...2... 3!!!!
DING DING DING
Meg Reynolds: And your winner... CLEEEEEEEOOOOO PHILIIIIIIPSSSSS!!!!
(The crowd explodes with cheers and applause)
JR Freeman: What a match! Cleo has done it! She’s defeated Jason in an incredible main event!
(Cleo stands victorious in the ring, raising her arms in triumph as the crowd chants her name. Jason, slowly getting to his feet, acknowledges Cleo’s victory with a nod before exiting the ring, showing respect for her hard-fought win.)
Alfonso Banks: What a show of respect from Jason. Both competitors gave it their all, but tonight belongs to Cleo!
(Cleo celebrates in the ring, the crowd's cheers echoing throughout the arena as she basks in her hard-fought victory.)
JR Freeman: And that's it for Anarchy for the night!
Alfonso Banks: Join us on June 14th as we will be live from the Long Beach Sports Arena in Long Beach, CA!!!
(The camera cuts to black before showing a graphic for Rise 2 Glory)
WINNER= CLEO PHILIPS
7/14 - Rise 2 Glory
The American Airline Center; Dallas, TX
Main Event: World Title Match
Alexandra Calaway vs Cleo Philips
United Title Match
Mule Jr vs Scarlette Bailey
Collateral Damage Title Match
Jack Edwards vs Candy